My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 102 Old Events in South Yunnan
The Luchuan dragon vein is the key to whether Luchuan can break away from the jurisdiction of the Ming court and fulfill its long-cherished wish of independence for hundreds of years.

The remaining Yuan Tianming was scattered in all directions, and most of them fled to Mobei with the Imperial Court of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and the remaining piece happened to be obtained by Luchuan Sijia.

After generations of sacrifices.

Gradually some vitality has been restored.

After forming an alliance with the Southwest Barbarian God, he had the ability to reconnect the four regions and create the imperial court again.

"General, a Ming army general appeared outside the camp!"

Two heralds stumbled out of the main tent and spoke out of breath.

"The Ming army bypassed Mengshan Mountain and rushed towards us. It seems they want to take advantage of me and seize the opportunity to rob the camp!"

Yang Wenlong sneered after learning about this.

"How many came?"

"Three, 400 people? It seems that there are still people following behind, but it is estimated that there will not be more than a thousand people?"

The two heralds looked at each other and said.

"It's really self-defeating!"

Yang Wenlong turned to the soldiers who were executing the execution and said.

"The sacrifice to heaven continues. I will come back to preside over the ceremony after I lead my troops to eliminate this group of Ming soldiers."

Yang Wenlong strode out with his people.

As expected, there were only three hundred Ming troops outside the camp ready to charge into the formation.

Yang Wenlong sneered.

You must know that Luchuan Guang's headquarters has more than [-] soldiers and horses here.

Not to mention the chieftain soldiers who took refuge and the famous Luchuan elephant soldiers.

The leading Ming army general looked gloomy.

He doesn't look like a soldier, but like a southern warlock.

After saying that, hundreds of Ming troops in heavy armor rushed towards the camp, climbed over wooden fences, trenches and walls, and strangled themselves with the soldiers and horses in the camp.

"Let all the Lucchuan soldiers and horses in the camp be used. The cavalry will open the road and let the war elephants pass. Today, these Ming troops must know how powerful we and other Luchuan warriors are."

……

In front of the Qujing camp, there were mountains of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Accompanied by the last loud scream of pain on the battlefield.

The overlord of the forest, the wild giant beast, suddenly fell down, and the earth seemed to be shaking.

Yang Wenlong saw the leading Ming army wearing heavy armor struggling to pull out the halberd inserted into the head of the giant elephant corpse.

But it was stuck by the bone. Several people worked together and tried several times but could not take the halberd out of the giant elephant's head without ensuring that the weapon was not damaged.

I had no choice but to give up.

The fallen giant elephant finally got rid of the fate of being unable to escape after death.

It lay on the ground and breathed its last breath peacefully.

The black stone skin all over his body, which had been blessed by the Luchuan wizard with cursed water, was torn apart, revealing large areas of bright flesh and pale bones under the skin.

In addition to Ye Jiuliu's beloved halberd, there were six or seven iron spears interspersed on the top of his head.

A spear was pierced directly through its left eye, and red and white liquid came out from the back of its head.

Its four-legged forelimbs, which were as thick as pillars, were smashed off by some terrifying entity with external force. Only the skin and flesh were left connected to the body, while the two hind legs were forcibly torn off and disappeared.

Its stomach was disemboweled, its skin and bones were pulled out... It's hard to imagine the horrific torture this giant beast suffered before it died.

Luchuan is over——

Yang Wenlong knelt on the ground and looked at the mountains of corpses in front of him.

The remains of hundreds of Luchuan war elephants were nailed to the ground with brute force and dismembered.

He was in a daze, looking at everything in front of him blankly, and thought.

So when those Ming court warriors covered in blood and wearing heavy armor came to him and asked him where the leader of the thieves, Yang Wenlong, was, he subconsciously pointed in the direction of the altar on the top of the mountain.

The two Ming court warriors seemed to have no interest in this kind of loser who had completely lost his will to fight and was kneeling in front of them.

They didn't bother to kill such incompetent people and cowards who were lying on the ground with shit and urine flowing everywhere.

Listening to the sound of iron armor clashing next to my ears, I watched the figures wrapped in heavy armor covered in flesh and blood walking further and further away.

Yang Wenlong buried his head deeply in the blood-smelling soil in front of him.

Those nightmare-like figures... His thoughts couldn't help but drift back to the terrible war just now.

When two hundred war elephants stepped onto the battlefield, and the earth shook with the sound of drums, no one could have imagined that the outcome of this war would be so absurd and unexpected.

Accompanied by the sounds of contempt, abuse, and contempt from the soldiers of Luchan riding on the giant elephant.

The three hundred Ming troops began to form formation.

"I will form a majestic formation to welcome him!"

The Mingting commander's order in front of the battle line unsurprisingly aroused wild laughter from the Luchuan soldiers.

Yes, compared with these five-meter-tall war elephants, even though the Ming army in front of them was wrapped in heavy armor, they were not worth mentioning.

But soon, those soldiers wearing heavy armor waved their halberds weighing hundreds of kilograms, raised them high above their heads, and smashed the heads of the war elephants head on.

When the bright red blood and white brains were flying everywhere on the battlefield, the laughter of the Luchuan soldiers stopped abruptly.

And when the elephant soldiers collided with them, they were smashed into the mountain wall and buried in the rocky ruins. The Ming court soldiers who were supposed to be smashed to pieces actually climbed up from the ruins with angry roars. .

Then he used the terrain to climb onto the war elephant, and after twisting off the elephant soldier's head from the war elephant's back, the Lucchuan elephant soldier team, which had lost its command, suddenly fell into chaos.

Without discipline and formation, the invincible Luchuan war elephant was no longer an opponent in the eyes of these Ming court sergeants, but just a moving mountain of meat.

The warriors armed with long halberds and swords flew toward them.

It was a one-sided massacre.

The war elephant whose legs were chopped off fell to the ground and howled. The body of the war elephant next to him was split open completely, with its internal organs flowing out. The elephant soldiers lost their command, were frightened, and became a mess.

The front army was not allowed to retreat, and the rear army was not allowed to advance. However, the bloody imperial guards of the Ming Dynasty drank blood on the mountain of flesh, roared to the sky, curled the blade of their halberds, smashed them with swords, and came to kill with their horses and long hammers——

That terrible scene appeared before his eyes again, and Yang Wenlong couldn't help but shed tears of pain and regret.

Ming Ting——Ming Ting——

Yang Wenlong had been frightened to the point of losing all his courage by the extremely tragic scene just now.

Honor, dignity, and faith have all been forgotten by him.

The thought of survival has never been as strong as it is now.

He stumbled up and took off his blurry official robe that was soaked in blood.

He ran outside when no one was around.

The place where he fled was not the Luchuan Royal Court, but the direction of the Han Dynasty in the Ming Dynasty.

Along the way, he threw away everything that could prove his identity, including jade pendants, accessories, official boots... and blended into the ranks of countless refugees fleeing to the Han Dynasty because of the tyranny of the Luchuan Royal Court.

As for Qujing’s altar, dragon veins, and destiny?
He had long since forgotten about it.

Fortunately, the shocking mass graves and altars used to worship the gods, and the altars now soaked in blood attracted the attention of most of the Ming army's top brass as soon as they appeared in the eyes of the Ming army.

So much so that no one cared about the few Luchuan soldiers who had been scared to shit and fled to the Han Dynasty in a panic.

"Sir, this is the traitor's evil sacrifice that the guards discovered in the military camp."

Ye Jiuliu took off his helmet, took the white cloth handed by the soldier on the side, wiped the blood on his face, and put the white cloth back into the hands of the guard wearing the uniform of the guard with a respectful face.

After wiping his face, he pointed to the altar and mass grave in front of him and said to Wang Shouren, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, who came in a hurry after hearing the news with a solemn face.

The forbidden soldier holding a white cloth in his hand wisely retreated first.

Although he is a member of the imperial army in name, he is not the kind of flag officer that Ye Jiuliu and others were promoted to by the emperor's gift.

He is just a mortal, and his ancestors have all served in the Forbidden Army. However, if he wants to accept the gift of the emperor, be granted the status of a flag officer, and be elected as a "Guard" in the future, he must pass the selection and assessment within the Forbidden Army.

And I heard that the emperor has recently launched a military campaign to directly recruit talents from all over the world to enrich the imperial army.

This makes these people's path to advancement even more difficult.

Therefore, in this expedition to the southwest, in addition to all the "guards" being dispatched, there were also many forbidden soldiers who signed up to follow the expedition in order to look for opportunities and wait for casualties on the front line to be ordered to fill the vacancies at any time.

Nowadays, as the war progresses, many people have been successfully recruited to take over the positions of those who died in the war. As soon as they join forces with the emperor, they accept the gift, are awarded the title of flag officer, and become the true "guard" of the emperor.

Wang Shouren caressed the blood-covered altar in front of him, and looked at the side of the altar that had obviously been recently renovated and cleaned. There was a line of simple small characters written in Chu seal script that had weathered the weather over the years. He who had always been calm and calm also changed at this time. Gotta get serious.

It says so.

"When King Wei of Chu first came, he sent General Zhuang Qi to lead his troops along the river, from Luoba to Qianzhong... Qiu reached the Dian Lake, which is three hundred miles away. It is surrounded by flat land and thousands of miles of fertile land. Because of the military power, it belongs to Chu."

"In the 22nd year of King Qingxiang of Chu, he wanted to return to the Qin Dynasty and captured Chuba and Qianzhong counties. The roads were blocked and he could not return. Zhuang Qi brought his kings to Dian and established the southern Dian Kingdom. He surrendered and followed its customs. "

"Later I heard that Chu was destroyed and the six kingdoms returned to Qin. This platform was specially set up to offer sacrifices to the ancestral temple of Chu in the distance to comfort the ancestors and that King Zhuang's legal system has not been extinguished."

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